Pokémon: Shadow of the Dawn

"Chirp!"

The young tit's beak glowed grayish-white. This was the prelude to a pecking move, and Wang Jin did not try to stop the young tit's wasteful behavior.

"Oh!"

The bird's beak collided with the dark blue dragon scales, making a crisp sound.

The young tit was hit by the recoil and rolled back four or five times on the bed, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Wang Jin was quick to catch it in time.

"Chirp..."

The young tit jumped back onto the bed, and was clearly afraid of the dragon scales in front of it, so it shrank into Wang Jin's arms.

As an ordinary young titmouse, it should have run away directly after feeling the power of the champion-level Tyrannosaurus. It was very brave of it to try to attack with its moves, but it was a pity that it was useless.

It is a fantasy for a Pokémon that has just reached the qualified level to break the dragon scales or leave marks on them.

In order to have an impact on dragon scales of this strength, an attack of at least the King level would be required.

"Hiss!"

Gastly next to him also carefully floated around the dragon scales, quickly ran behind Wang Jin, and poked out his eyes tremblingly, as if looking at some ferocious beast.

Gastly thinks that he is very timid, and naturally he is afraid of things that even the big titmouse is afraid of.

Seeing that the two little guys had lost their curiosity about the dragon scale, Wang Jin picked up the dragon scale and stuffed it into his space backpack:

"Okay, I'm going to put the dragon scales away then."

The space backpack he bought on the black market was very large. He didn't know what kind of amazing technology was used, but the actual storage space was one-third of the intermediate training room of Quanguan.

He would always carry such a Dragon Scale King Brocade with him, or in other words, all his belongings would be carried with him at all times.

But the dragon scales are unlikely to be used in the short term, so they should just gather dust in a small corner of the backpack.

After packing up his things, Wang Jin washed up and fell asleep.

...

For the next two days, Wang Jin kept going back and forth between home, the boxing arena, and the restaurant.

He, Chickadee and Gastly are all undergoing high-intensity training every day.

Especially the young mountain sparrow, as the main elf in the upcoming boxing sparring assessment, Wang Jin gave it the task of upgrading to level 16 or 17 in these three days.

After eating the Feather Fruit and the remaining experience candies, the young titmouse lived up to expectations and its strength quickly reached the critical line of evolution.

This is also the reason why its current level is still low. In addition, with sufficient resources, experience is increasing very quickly, and it has already left Gastly far behind.

Of course, there was also a rumor in the Quanguan Arena that a guy had challenged the Growth Level Arena and won the Dragon Scale. But there were many private arenas in the arena. There were similar things every once in a while, but they did not attract much attention.

In the Quanguan Arena, not many people were interested in Dragon Scale because they were not sure about the true strength of the unfamiliar Wang Jin. They couldn't guess whether this talented Gastly was a second-tier Pokémon or a third-tier Pokémon.

There are very few trainers in Galar who suddenly appear with both personal and Pokémon talents. This person is most likely a descendant of a certain family.

Many trainers watching the battle felt that Wang Jin's ability to lead and train should be around the level of gym leader, comparable to several regional trainers who were about to challenge the gym, such as Caidou, Niezi, and Magua.

Dan Di and Zibana are much stronger than the others and are not included in the comparison.

The fact that no one noticed him was also related to Wang Jin's low-key attitude, but it didn't mean that no one had the intention to take Long Lin.

On the afternoon before the sparring match at the Quanguan Arena, when Wang Jin was about to go home after training, he met a guy he had just met in the copper-window corridor outside the training room.

"Hey! Brother Wang!" The curly-haired man in orange tights leaned against the bronze window. When he saw Wang Jin, he raised his hand and greeted him.

Wang Jin met him on his first day at the arena. His name was Limo. Wang Jin also asked him many questions about the cultivation of special fruits.

"Haha, leaving so early?" Li Mo wanted to come over and put his arm around Wang Jin's shoulder in a familiar manner, but Wang Jin took a step back to avoid him.

Wang Jin often saw him outside the training room these days, and he knew that this guy was most likely observing his strength to determine whether or not to take over Long Lin.

"Is there anything wrong?" Wang Jin asked calmly.

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Wang Jin to be so indifferent. But he didn't care about this little thing, and went straight to the point:

"Brother Wang, do you want to come into my training room? How about a fight?"

There is nothing wrong with what he said in Quanguan City and the entire Galar region. The people here just like fighting, and the official authorities also promote fighting as a cultural custom of the entire region.

But to Wang Jin, such words were extremely harsh, almost like saying "I'm going to trick you into going in and kill you."

Limo didn't realize what was wrong yet, and continued to persuade with a smile:

"How about a fight? The stakes aren't much, just two thousand Alliance coins..."

"Sorry, my Pokémon is very tired and I'm afraid it doesn't have the energy to fight." Wang Jin said as he turned and left.

"Ah? It's just a fight, it's no big deal..." Li Mo wanted to go forward and grab Wang Jin, but was avoided by Wang Jin again with a side step.

Wang Jin walked quickly. Without waiting for Li Mo to stop him, he got into the elevator and left the floor.

"This..." Limo was a little confused and stood there not knowing what to do.

He couldn't understand why anyone in Quanguan City and the entire Galar would be so averse to fighting? Besides, didn't this guy get the dragon scale because he took the initiative to challenge?

"Buzz..." The door of a training room not far away suddenly opened, and a bald man wearing a brown and yellow rag walked out.

"What's wrong? Where's he?" The bald man asked hoarsely. He had no eyebrows, his face was sallow, and there was a large scar under his forehead that was different from his skin color. Combined with the above, it was the wound that left this scar that caused his eyebrows to disappear.

"Hiss..." Li Mo didn't know how to start. His mission was to invite Wang Jin to fight, or to keep him if that didn't work. But now he hadn't reacted yet, and he ran away. What should he do?

Limo hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully:

"That guy didn't seem to want to fight at all. He said that the Pokémon was tired, and then he ran away..."

The bald guy lowered his head and snorted:

"Well, that's the same. A normal Galar wouldn't reject a challenge like this. He must be..."

"But he is most likely from Kanto..." Limo spread his hands, feeling helpless.